She Flash-Married To His Rival novel Chapter 234

'Wine doesn't taste good. Candy is sweet?' he wondered.

Barclay lowered his eyelids, lost in thought for a moment, then directed his attention to the corkscrew in his hand, and returned the unopened bottle to its place.

After completing this task, he returned to his previous position, sat back down, and reached into her palm to grab a piece of candy.

He unwrapped the candy, raised it to his mouth, and popped it in.

The moment the soft candy touched his tongue, a slight sourness spread instantly across his taste buds, followed by the full-bodied aroma of mango in his mouth.

He bit into the soft candy, and the sweetness immediately overpowered the earlier sourness.

'Yep, she is right. It's sweet,' he thought to himself.

However, he wanted to push his luck a bit.

Barclay turned his head to the side and looked at Moira, who had been watching him the whole time. "Not sweet enough, a bit sour."

"Huh?"

Moira was suddenly awkward. "I'm sorry. The mango candy is a bit sour."

He didn't say anything and just looked at the highball glass in her hand. "Aren't you drinking?"

Following his gaze, Moira glanced at her own glass. She had only taken a sip earlier, and now there was still half a glass of red wine left.

With that look in Barclay's eyes, it seemed like he would drink it if she didn't.

Moira glanced at the two empty wine bottles beside her, then shook her head quickly. "No, I'm drinking."

Finishing her sentence, she lifted the highball glass and closed her eyes, taking a deep breath before downing the entire glass in one go.

After finishing her drink, she couldn't help but let out a burp.

The rich aroma reminded her that it was a good bottle of wine!

'Too bad it went to waste.' she wondered.

Although she knew it was despicable to still be infatuated with Barclay's looks at a time like this, she couldn't help it. Barclay was really good-looking!

She called out softly, "Mr. Covington?"

There was no response. He must be asleep!

With that thought, she turned sideways, curled her legs up, rested her hand on her knees, and shamelessly scrutinized Barclay's eyebrows, nose, thin lips...

As she looked on, she even felt a bit bold and wondered, 'Since he's asleep, if I touch him, he probably won't notice, right?'

As soon as this thought crossed her mind, her hand involuntarily reached up and landed on those thin lips.

'It's so soft! Are men's lips always this soft? No wonder it felt like kissing candy last time!' Moira wondered delightedly.

Moira realized what she was thinking was inappropriate, and her face flushed instantly. She instinctively tried to retract her hand, only to have it firmly grasped by Barclay's suddenly raised hand.

Then, his tightly shut eyes slowly opened as he looked at her. "Ms. Jimenez, what are you doing?"